#oingo x reader

[thornybubbles]

I'm Gonna Make You Love Me (Yandere Oingo x Reader)

Another Picker Wheel Prompt with a character I haven’t written for yet. 

**Note: This was a hard one for me because for the life of me, I can’t see the Oingo Boingo brothers as anything but joke villains. I love them, don’t get me wrong, but they are canonically comedy relief characters. Boingo’s attempt at an evil laugh is the goofiest thing I’ve ever heard. And Oingo as a yandere? Can’t picture it. If anything I see him as being really shy around someone he was crushing on. I tried to make it creepy, but it just came across as kinda sad.** 

Prompt: Yandere surprises their darling by cooking a nice meal or at least attempts to.

Reader beware: Yandere content ahead! Though it’s pretty lightweight compared to some of my other stuff. 

Oingo put the finishing touches on the meal he’d prepared for you, glancing back at the recipe book to make absolutely sure that he did everything correctly. Cooking wasn’t Oingo’s strongest point, but since being abandoned by their parents, he’d had to make do for both his and his younger brother’s sake. Boingo never complained about his cooking so it must at least be passable. 

“How does it look?” he asked Boingo, who sat at the table with his half eaten meal and a coloring book. 

Boingo looked up from his coloring and glanced at the meal his brother had been preparing. He smiled encouragingly and nodded his head. 

“It looks great, brother! Yes! It will work out, just as Thoth showed. You have nothing to worry about.” Boingo said. 

Oingo sighed. 

“Then why am I so nervous?” he asked. 

Boingo resisted the urge to roll his eyes. What his big brother needed right now was reassurance, not derision. 

“Don’t be. It will be fine. Yes. You saw the pages? There’s no need to be nervous. Fate has already decided what will come to pass. Just play your part and everything will be okay.” 

Oingo sighed again, steadied his shaking hands, then picked up the plate of food. 

Boingo watched his brother leave the room before taking another bite out of his food and returning his attention to his coloring book. 

Oingo walked down the hallway of their current hideout and made his way to your room. He kept repeating to himself that everything was fine. His brother’s Stand had said that this was the way to earn your heart. It seemed wrong and twisted, but if it would make you love him, then he would do anything.

When he reached your door, he paused before knocking, waiting to hear you say something. When you didn’t respond he opened the door and peeked inside. You were still in the same spot you were in when he left you the last time. You didn’t even look up at him when he came in. 

Guilt rose in Oingo’s gut when he saw you like this. You hadn’t spoken or shown any signs of awareness in days. You stopped eating a day or so ago and Oingo was at his wits end. Boingo just kept nodding sagely and saying that everything was going as it should. But you looked so weak and sick. How could Oingo not worry? 

He entered the room and walked over to you, sitting on the ground next to you. He held the plate of food out for you to look at, but you made no motion to do so. 

“I made this for you. You said it was your favorite, right?” he asked, pausing to see if you would respond. 

You didn’t, you just stared at the floor, eyes lifeless as always. 

Oingo’s heart clenched at your lack of response. Balancing the plate of food on one palm, he waved a hand in front of your face. You didn’t even blink. Oingo huffed, looking down at the food in despair. He picked up the spoon and scooped up some of the food, blowing on it to make sure it wasn’t too hot for you. He held it up to your mouth, gently touching it to your lips. You made no move to eat or do anything else. 

Oingo gritted his teeth, fighting against that ever growing feeling of hopelessness. 

“Will you at least eat this time? Please, it’s been days. You’ll die if you don’t eat something soon.” 

No response. Not a single movement. Not even the slightest sound. 

Oingo glanced at your wrists. 

“What if I took the chains off? Would you eat then?” 

No answer. 

Oingo set the plate aside and pulled out the key for your shackles. He unlocked them and took them off of your wrists. Your arms went limp by your sides and you slumped against the wall, but that was all. You did nothing and said nothing. Oingo picked up the plate and scooped up another spoonful of food and placed it to your lips. Still nothing. 

Oingo felt a lump working its way into his throat. 

“Please, you can’t… you can’t just let yourself die like this! Me and Boingo… our parents are long gone. They bailed on us when I was just a kid. Boingo hardly knew how to walk then. We had to struggle to survive. You wouldn’t believe the things we had to do to stay alive! And now… Lord DIO’s gone… we don’t have anything else! Me and Boingo were right back to square one before we met you. Do you remember that? The day you found Boingo by himself? I was trying to find a place to stay and Boingo had to wait outside… you came up to him asking if he was lost. I thought you were gonna be just like everyone else, but you weren’t. You didn’t bully him for being shy or try to take advantage of him because he was a kid. You actually wanted to make sure he was okay. When I came up to you, you didn’t say anything about my scars. I don’t think you even looked at them. I didn’t know what to think. You didn’t seem real. Nobody’s that nice unless they want something from you. When you found out we didn’t have anything to give, you wanted to help us anyway. You paid for our medical bills, dammit! Who does that for complete strangers?! That’s when I knew… you were just too good for this world. It eats up people like you. I had to protect you, just like with Boingo. I had to make sure that no one took advantage of that kind nature of yours.” 

Tears flowed freely down Oingo’s face as he spoke. He wiped his face on his sleeve and sniffed. 

“That’s why… that’s why you’re here now. Boingo said that if I let you get on that plane, we’d never see you again. I didn’t mean to take things this far… I just…” he glanced at the chains. “I just couldn’t let you slip away. Aside from Boingo, you’re the only good thing in my life. I know you don’t understand all that stuff I told you about Stands, but Boingo’s can tell the future. It said that we would be together if I did this. It may seem scary right now, but this is how it’s supposed to go. If you just…” 

Oingo stopped talking when you opened your mouth. His own mouth dropped open in shock before he straightened up and gently pushed the spoon into your mouth. You accepted the now cold food, chewed and swallowed. Frantically, Oingo got another spoonful of food and held it to your mouth. Your lips parted and Oingo thought he would scream with joy. 

“Thank you…” he sobbed. “Thank you so much.” 

He didn’t say anything else, just quietly fed you as tears of relief streamed down his face. 

On a whim, Boingo looked up from his finished meal and summoned Tohth  into his hands. He flipped open the book to the latest page and smiled at the image that formed there. 

“Yes. Just as I thought. We finally have our happy ending, big brother.” he said with a devious grin.

[ransprang]

[Ko-Fi Request] Hey there, Thank you very much for your awesome work, it is always appreciated <3 I decided to come back but this time for a chosen character from jjba which is Oingo (also called Zenyatta)

I'm a pretty tall girl, I would also say muscular and fit I have long fuchsia dyed hair, pretty pale skin and brown doe eyes (I also look tired all the time) 

My sense of style is pretty one of a kind,I really like skirts and turtleneck sweaters. I usually wear a lot of jewelry and chains in my outfit and I have a HUGE love for hats, all types of hats.

I may come off as cold and tense at first glance but I'm a big sweetheart which tend to make people confused I'm very shy and hardly open up, I'm also not talkative but a great listener, I love hearing about any types of stories. Still,once I open up and trust someone I would give them the world, I'm a very caring person, always up to cherish the ones I love.

I love animals and nature as well as art and painting which is my favorite hobby but I'm also extremely adventurous, and love traveling and discovering new places. 

Also have a big interest for the unknown, mysteries and out of the common stuff as well as a soft spot for gory stuff sometimes I'm not easy to scare at all, only people can freak me out.

Good luck with it and thank you again for putting so much effort into your work :3

Thank you anon for your support :)

link to our ko-fi for anyone who wants a match up too!

Oingo Match Up

SFW

Oingo Backstory: The Oingo Boingo brothers came from a broken home, like most small-time Jojo villains. Neglected by their parents, Oingo had to grow up early, and be a parental figure for the young Boingo. When Oingo was young, in a bout of teen angst and hatred for his parents, he rejected the names they gave him. Instead, he named himself and his brother from the broken CDs lying around their house. While wearing a tiny hat, he held Boingo’s tiny face and said, “From now on my name is Oingo, and you’re Boingo.” A few months after you start dating, he sometimes calls you Joingo.

How they meet: Oingo and Boingo were browsing a comic book exhibition, a regular pastime due to Boingo's deep interest in comics. The exhibition featured a wide range of art, from major brands to lesser-known indie artists. While walking through the aisles, Oingo noticed a beautiful painting that caught his eye, signed by an artist named "[Your Username]." Loving the name and the art, he decided to purchase it. Meanwhile, you were wandering through the exhibition, when suddenly your phone rang. It was your friend, the one who had a stall open at the exhibition and had begged you to put your art on there. You answer the call and they tell you to run back to the stall. When you reach, you meet a tall, hat-wearing Oingo. Your friend introduces you both to each other and sparks fly.

Since you both have a shared love for hats, he’d be down to go thrifting for some new hats to add to the collection. Matching hats and rings would totally be up his alley too. 

He tells you not to talk to strangers, just like he tells Boingo. He knows with your personality you probably won't anyways. When you’re both at restaurants ordering food he’ll be the one talking. 

He may not be too interested in horror movies, but he’d be down to watch some with you. He’d probably like the ones where there is some amount of strategy being executed by the villains and not brainless slashers.

Oingo will make Boingo use his stand to tell you stories about peoples’ futures. Sort of using Boingo like an entertainment pet. He’ll throw lil snacks at Boingo after every story. If Boingo isn’t around he’ll tell you of his previous adventures.

Sometimes when you get tired, you ride on Oingo’s right leg while Boingo sits on his left leg. You and Boingo chit chat as Oingo walks. Since you’re a lot taller and more muscular than Boingo, one of his legs gets way more buff.

Oingo would introduce you to some of his little hobbies like his small cactus collection and making you listen to some songs on his record player. Get ready to jam out to R&B and EDM.

Since you love adventures, you would never be bored with Oingo, since being stand users they are always attracting all kinds of trouble. 

Oingo would use his stand to disguise himself and rob multi-billion dollar corporations, and bring you little presents and souvenirs. Since robbing the same place multiple times gets boring, you guys would also travel around a lot.

NSFW

As much as he loves your personality, Zenyatta would be drawn to your striking figure and fuschia hair cascading down your back. He can’t help but imagine pulling on your hair while you’re giving him a sucky sucky. 

When you sit on his lap, Zenyatta likes using his big thighs to tease you. He rubs your clit with his leg. As he would use his hands to guide you waist to grind on him. He gets a kick out of it especially in public.

When you kiss Zenyatta he loves it when you suck on his thick lips, he prefers french kissing and when you bite his lower lip.

Zenyatta loves to use his stand by disguising himself in the bedroom, and different role plays turn him on. He likes acting like a biker who dominates you in bed. 

Oingo loves it when you wear skirts, he loves pulling you in to sit on his lap. As he feels your thighs all the way up to your panties, slowly sliding them to the side. His face lights up when you greet him wearing new skirts.

He pulls you closer to him by tugging on your necklaces making your chest touch his. He likes feeling your supple breasts against his muscles. It would get him so hard to feel you breathe against him. 

Zenyatta likes it when you taste his pre cum. He gets hard so easily around you, till he's dripping. “We wouldn't want to waste it now would we?” As he asks you for just a lick.

Zenyatta loves backshots, he would pull on your hair while gently placing his hand on your neck pulling you head back. He likes it rough, and loves fucking in front of a mirror so he can see your beautiful form.

He loves it when you loudly moan, screaming his name. Zenyatta gets super close, heat rises through him, when he knows it's risky and someone might find him pounding you. 

Zenyatta likes experimenting with different items around the room as toys. He loves spanking or tying you down. He also has a collection of handcuffs, and likes it when you whimper beneath him. 

yours boingly,

admins sar, sav & san

[laratavoloira]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

no, i am not ashamed. i had to do it.

oingo/reader. what more do i have to say? it's smut. i like writing smut. and y'all like to read it lmao

[oingos-bitch]

A Mish-Mash of Oingo x Reader Stuff -- Papa Oingo Headcanons!

Stupid tumblr deleted the ask before I could even read it, but luckily a friend of mine who requested it messaged me! Thank you so, so much!

Ask:  Headcanons for  how  Oingo  would  react  to  finding  out  his  s/o  is  pregnant  with  his  kid  &  how  he’d  treat  them  while  prego.  Or  if  he  found  out  it’s  not  his  kid.

You  two  had  been  talking  about  it  for a  while  but  hadn’t  taken  it  seriously.  

He’s  taken  aback  once  you  blurt  out  the  news, but  he  quickly  laughs  it  off  with  a  “Nice  try,  babe!”

This  is  where  his  himbo  self  kicks  in.  

Most,  if  not  all,  of  your  attempts  to  prove  it  isn’t  a  joke  are  thwarted  by  his  remarks  of  “Pretty  convincing,  not  gonna  lie,”  and  “How  long  have  you  planned  this  out  for?”

It  isn’t  until  you  hold  up  the  pregnancy  test  that  he  snaps  out  of  it.  

His  eyes  widen  to  the  size  of  saucers,  his  lips  twitching  as  he  stammers,  “You’re  serious?!”

You  nod,  tears  pricking  the  corners  of  your  eyes.  He  has  to  hold  onto  the  nearby  chair  to  steady  himself,  sitting  himself  down  before  burying  his  face  in  his  hands. You  step  over  to  him,  worried.  Did  he  not  want  this?  Was  he  upset?

Your  blood  ran  cold.  Was  he  going  to  leave  you?

Your  thoughts  were  interrupted  by  something  lifting  you  up  from  the  ground.  Looking  down,  you  saw  Oingo’s  flushed,  smiling  face  looking  up  at  you,  tears  streaming  down  his  face.

He  spun  you  around,  laughing  jovially.

“I’m  gonna  be  a  dad,  for  real??  I’m  gonna  be  a  dad!”

He’s  so  excited  he  can’t  believe  this  isn’t  a  dream!

Boingo  walks  up  to  his  brother  with  a  sly  smile,  holding  Thoth  open.

“. . .Why  didn’t  ya  tell  me?!”

“I  didn’t  wanna  ruin  the  surprise!”

Oingo  would  just  be  absolutely  overjoyed  like  you  wouldn’t  believe!  He’d  vow  to  himself  to  give  his  kid  the  life  he  never  had,  to  do  anything  and  everything  to  ensure  you  and  his  child  would  be  as  happy  as  possible.

First  and  foremost,  he’d  let  you  know  that  he’ll  do  anything  to  make  sure  you’re  safe  and  comfortable.  And  he’ll  stand  by  that.

If  you’re  craving  anything,  he’ll  get  it  for  you.  Whether  it  requires  him  to  go  into  town  and  order  from  a  specific  restaurant,  or  to  spend  hours  labouring  over  the  stove  to  recreate  one  of  your  favourite  dishes,  he’ll  gladly  do  it!  No  craving  will  go  ignored.

That  goes  for  physical  needs,  too.

Whether  you  just  like  to  snuggle  with  him,  or  if  you’re  wanting  a  bit  more. . . intimacy,  no  needs  will  go  ignored.

(Nsfw)  If  you  decide  to  have  sex,  though,  he’ll  be  extra  gentle  and  even  more  attentive  to  you  (if  that’s  even  possible).

Oingo’s  the  type  to  hover  over  and  worry  about  simple  things.  

If  he  sees  you  struggling  even  just  a  little  to  reach  something  on  a  shelf,  he’ll  have  you  sit  down  and  he’ll  finish  your  task  for  you.

He  fusses  constantly  over  what  the  best  type  of  baby  care  supplies  are,  how  you’re  feeling,  what  else  he  can  do  for  you,  and  so  on-

You  end  up  having  to  snap  him  out  of  it  by  exclaiming  that  you’re  very  well  capable  of  doing things  on  your  own  and  he’s  doing  a  great  job  at  keeping  you  happy,  so  he  should  just  calm  down  before  he  actually  starts  to  annoy  you!

He  blinks  in  surprise  before  giving  you  a  hug,  apologizing.

From  then  on  he’s  much  calmer,  now  helping  you  out  with  chores  rather  than  doing  them  for  you.

In  order  to  make  sure  his  child  will  have  enough  security  for  a  good  future,  he’ll  do  almost  everything  to  set  himself  on  a  better  path – getting  a  job,  staying  out  of  trouble,  and  all  that  jazz.

Almost.

When  money’s  tight,  he’ll  resort  to  stealing  and  fighting  others  for  money.

Once  you  express  how  much  it  upsets  you – he  could  possibly  die  in  a  fight  or  go  to  jail! -- he’ll  stop  fighting. . . yet  still  steal  occasionally.

You  roll  your  eyes  at  him.

Boingo  was  actually  the  one  to  start  panicking  first  when  you  went  into  labour.

He  came  into  the  kitchen  while  his  brother  was  cooking,  stuttering  out  a  string  of  incomprehensible  words  while  pointing  to  Thoth.  

In  the  time  that  it  took  Oingo  to  calm  him  down,  your  water  had  broken,  sending  them  both  into  a  panic.

Oingo  picks  up  the  overnight  bag  he  had  packed  months  ago  and  hastily  starts  the  car,  Boingo  helping  lead  you  to  your  seat.

If  it  were  up  to  him, he’d  speed  through  the  streets,  weaving  in  and  out  of  lanes  to  get  you  to  the  hospital  as  soon  as  possible.  But  with  you  in  the  backseat  repeatedly  scolding  him  to  slow  down,  he’s  extra  careful  about  driving.

Most  of  the  Aswan  Hospital  staff  greet  him  by  name,  confusing  you.

He’d  definitely  hold  your  hand  the  entire  time  he’s  with  you.

During  the  final  push  he  kisses  your  head,  whispering  soothing  words.

Oingo  tears  up  immediately  as  he  sees  the  baby.

Celebratory  cheers  can  be  heard  ringing  throughout  the  empty  halls,  and  he  steps  outside  to  tell  his  brother.

He’s  just  in  awe  as  he  holds  your  child.  Once  he  hands  you  the  baby  he  places  an  arm  around  you  and  Boingo  and  holds  you  two  close,  sniffling  and  just  taking  in  the  moment.

Within  a  few  days’  time  you’re  back  home,  and  as  Oingo  leads  you  up  the  door  he  turns  to  look  down  at  his – his! -- newborn  child  laying  asleep  in  their  carrier  and  he  begins  to  tear  up  once  more.

He  silently  turns  the  doorknob,  leaning  down  to  you  to  whisper  a  few,  simple  words.

“Welcome  home.”

[jojosbizarrewriter]

Heyo! Can I request some Oingo x female reader headcanons? Thanks! -Koichi Kinnie anon

Absolutely you can!!! I haven’t personally seen any Oingo stuff before so it was awesome to write this for ya, I hope you like! :✨💖💖

The relationship you shared with Oingo was a special one, he loved to make you laugh with any silly gags involving his ability to transform because hearing those stifled giggles or hardcore belly laughs are like music to his ears.

He’d also be one to go above and beyond to make sure that you were always smiling. The happiness you radiate is something he cherishes and it reminds him of the warmth the sun brings!

If you two happen to be hanging out or doing something together, you can definitely expect Boingo to try an embarrass his big brother every so often. The way Oingo’s cheeks would flare up a bright red while chasing his brother away always made you giggle.

He’s a huge sucker for watching any sort of movies and trying the old, nonchalant “stretch your arm over the back of the couch” trick.

Bonus points if you lean into him!! Every time you rest your head on his chest, his heart is always racing like it’s the first time all over again.

He loves giving you secret gifts even if they aren’t very...secret. It’s always the surprised look on your face that gets him all giddy!

All in all, Oingo is a very loving person and he will do what’s necessary to make sure that the sun in your sky is always shining. Because all he wants is a beautiful future with someone who has captured his entire heart and that’s you.

[cheemerthelizard]

Hello~ You said *every* character in JoJo's, obviously leaving out illegal ships and stuff, but I have been requesting for headcanons of Oingo (not the kid with the book) x reader, and sadly, I've been getting nothing but 'oh, he's not in my comfort zone' and what have you. Are you able to do Oingo x reader headcanons? Thanks! -Koichi Kinnie anon

I did say *every* character, didn’t I? And it will remain every character until either the end of time or until I die/deactivate. Whichever one comes first. I’m sorry it’s so short, but I hope you like it!

-He will be completely dedicated to you.

-If you’re feeling sad, then he’ll try and cheer you up with some funny faces.

-Sometimes he’ll let you read previous stories of Boingo’s manga. He won’t let you read further than what’s already written, though. He doesn’t want a bad outcome for you set in stone.

-Speaking of Boingo, you’re one of the only people he will talk to, besides his brother.

-Oingo is highly protective of you, just as protective as he is with Boingo.

-He will give you piggyback rides anywhere you want.

-He loves you and will not let you forget that.

[risottoneroo]

Hi! I want to request SFW headcanons for Oingo (doesn't have a set age but I think he's 18 or 19) x a sweet and artistic young woman. Should I specify a bit more...? The girl is 19 years old, and she's not East-African (like Oingo [Egyptian]), but West-African... and she also enjoys dancing and cuddles. Thanks~

sure anon!!

honestly oingo doesnt have a lot of characterization but id like to think he’d be drawn in by your art! he thinks its beautiful and then, he notices how beautiful you are

your personality is next, he loves how kind you are, and he really thinks being around you makes him better

obviously you love boingo and think he’s adorable, and you help him gain some confidence because he actually talks to you!

at first dates are hard, but boingo is eventually more okay with being alone, and you and oingo can have some time together.

he really enjoys dancing with you, even if he doesnt know much

you teach him some steps, and he stumbles a bit but eventually gets it

he also loves learning about your culture!

he likes to ask questions and hear about everything 

politics, art, language, etc, he wants to know it all

if you speak french(or any other language than arabic/english), he’ll learn some just to talk to you in

[oingos-bitch]

A Mish-Mash of Oingo x Reader Stuff -- Papa Oingo HC’s Part 2

Part 2 of the Papa Oingo hc’s! What if the kid. . . WASN’T his? Dun dun DUUUUUUNNNN

If you’re not into angst, I’d advise to stray away from this chapter

Once  the  baby  is  born,  he  certainly  notices  that  some  of  your  features  are  there,  yet  his  are  nowhere  to  be  found?. . .

He  shrugs,  not  thinking  much  of  it, he’s  just  ecstatic  to  finally  start  a  family  with  you!

You  all  get  home  from  the  hospital,  all  giddy  and  excited,  and  Oingo  pushes  the  question  to  the  back  of  his  mind.

Life  is  great!  

Oingo  is  very  active  in  the  kid’s  life,  spending  time  with  you  and them  whenever  he  can,  reading  them  bedtime  stories,  tucking  them  into  bed,  waking  up  in  the  middle  of  the  night  to  check  in  on  them,  comforting  them  after  a  nightmare,  teaching  them  how  to  walk,  how  to  read-

Anything  you  can  think  of,  chances  are  he’s  already  done  so!

However,  it  becomes  quite  apparent  in  the  child’s  youth  that  it  isn’t  his.

Those  features  that  he  dismissed  as  just  a  combination  of  both  of  your  features  aren’t  combinations  at  all.

Their  nose,  the  slope  of  their  eyes,  even  their  ears. . . There’s  not  a  trace  of  him  to  be  found.

One  afternoon  while  the  kid’s  napping  he  questions  you,  confused.

Was  it  really  just  a  combination  after  all?  Or  did  some  of  your  grandparents’  features  just  skip  a  generation?

He  really  wanted  to  give  you  the  benefit  of  the  doubt,  but  the  way  you  averted  your  eyes  made  him  fear  the  worst.

Numbing  waves  of  anxiety  course  shoot  through  him  as  he  grabs  ahold  of  your  arm  and  looks  into  your  eyes.

“You  aren’t  cheating  on  me. . . Right?”

The  numbing  only  gets  stronger  as  you  tear  your  eyes  away  from  him.  He  stands  there,  dumbstruck.

Not  another  word  is  spoken  between  you  two,  and  he  somberly  walks  to  his  room.

For  the  sake  of  the  kid,  he  puts  on  an  act  and  stays  with  you  so  that  they  don’t  worry.

And  he’s  still  a  great  dad  to  them – though  not  by  blood,  they’re  still  his  kid  and  he’s  not  gonna  give  that  up,  no  way  in  hell!  

When  they’re  not  around,  though,  to  you  he  is  cold  and  distant,  but  not  cruel.

He  doesn’t  really  speak  much  to  you,  as  the  last  thing  he  wants  is  for  his  emotions  to  get  the  best  of  him  and  hurt  you.

Yes,  despite  your  betrayal,  he  can’t  help  but  continue  to  love  you  deeply;  he  still  feels  the  need  to  protect  you  and  it  frustrates  him  so.  He  shouldn’t  even  be  thinking  about  sparing  your  heart,  considering  what  you  did.

He  desperately  wants  to  connect  with  you  again,  to  talk  to  you,  yet  he  doesn’t  want  to  appear  the  fool  and  forgive  you  right  away. This  is  why  he  only  makes  small  talk  with  you.

He  would  glare  at  you  if  you  even  dared  attempt  to  break  the  news  to  your  kid – he  doesn’t  want  your  decision  to  affect  his  child’s  chance  at  a  happy  life.

You  yourself  cope  with  it  all  by  ignoring  him  at  first,  putting  on  the  act  of  a  perfect  family  in  front  of  your  child  and  stewing  in  your  own guilt  later.

Trying  to  ignore  him  is  getting  harder  and  harder  to  do  with  every  passing  day.

It  doesn’t  take  long – about  a  month  or  so – for  you  to  ask  him  for  a  chance  to  talk  and  explain.  

He  pauses  for  a  moment  before  passing  by  you.

All  of  your  efforts  follow  suit.

In  your  shared  room,  he  lays  himself  to  sleep  by  your  side – with  a  good  distance  between  you  two.  And  he’ll  stay  that  way  the  most  of  the  night.

He  won’t  admit  it,  but  he  can’t  bring  himself  to  leave  your  side,  no  matter  how  hurt  he  is.

Sometimes  he’ll  wake  up  before  dawn  and  find  his  arms  splayed  over  you,  loosely  pulling  you  closer  to  his  sleeping  form.  

Then  he’d  snatch  his  share  of  the  blanket  and  scoot  away  from  you. . .

. . . But  not  before  resting  next  to  you  for  a  few  minutes,  sometimes  brushing  his  lips  against  your  temple  before  retreating  to  his  side.

You  never  mention  it  and  he  never  notices,  but  you  feign  sleep  whenever  you  feel  him  move  over  to  you.

It  stays  this  way  for  a  while.

Between  his  wanting  to  speak  to  you  and  his  fear  of  rejection,  a  few  years  pass  before  he  feels  confident  enough  to  face  you  again.

That  morning  he  greets  you  with  a  “Goodmorning”  for  the  first  time  in  a  long  time.

Sometime  during  the  day,  you  both  talk  things  over  while  Boingo  and  your  child  are  away.

It  takes  a  while,  but  eventually  you  two  fall  back  into  the  rhythm  of  a  genuine  trusting,  loving  relationship  again.

Although  there  are  moments  where  he  is  reminded  of  the  pain and  deceit,  he  quickly  overcomes  them  with  reassurances  that  you  wouldn’t  do  the  same  again.  His  beliefs  are  strengthened  by  seeing  how  peaceful  and  blissed  you  are  around  him,  and  when  he’s  really  insecure – he  looks  to  Thoth’s  predictions.

As  for  you,  though  this  has  proved  to  you  that  Oingo  would  stand  by  your  side  and  love  you  no  matter  what,  you  don’t  dare  risk  your  relationship  again,  learning  just  how  precious  he  is  to  you.

The  rest  of  your  time  together  is  free  of  anymore  arguments,  save  for  a  few  tiny  couples’  quarrels  here  and  there,  and  you  both  find  happiness  and  comfort  in  each  other  unlike  that  of  any  other.

Songs I played over and over while writing this:

~ "Somebody Else" -- Flora Cash (I played this SO many times) ~ "The Night We Met" -- Lord Huron ~ "Renée" -- SALES ~ "Dirty Paws" -- Of Monsters and Men ~ "Good Grief" -- Bastille ~ "Afraid" -- The Neighbourhood ~ "Let Her Go" -- Passenger ~ "The One That Got Away" -- Katy Perry ~ "Who Knew" -- P!nk